Tomorrow

Tomorrow i choose not to die

Even though my body maybe weak and fear tempts me to fall to my knees;
i will rise up to the occassion with a smile to face Grimm Reaper with a smile, to say today is not your day to shine.
For today, shall be treated like a day that has never been experienced before;
Sip the cup of peace with men who count their blessing, who find it as a privilege to breath in exsitance;
Men who grace the rising of the sun with a prayer of guidance;
and who welcome the setting of it in the evening with thanks giving

So Tomorrow, i choose not to die

yet, when that time comes and my hour glass has ran out of sand;
I pray, that i have made a difference to lives that have lived with bare hands;
with my childhood days being fulfilled with every stepping stone of growth;
throughout all ages, every breath written on biography pages,fore my soul leaves this vessle as a whole.
So that my Father will be proud, that i did represent the family name;
even my mother may smile while looking at pictures of me the same.
may i be granted with an opportunity to hold hands with my first born child;
so that i may part myself before we part ways into the after life mild.
And it wont be a will that i will leave for my wife;
but i will leave my mind body and soul in heart, til death do us part in life.
with my arms crossed across my chest, placed in an oak bed;
skin being cold, a plae face being bold, gone like the hair on my head.
with the priest bidding me farewell through ashes to ashes and dust to dust;
i will accept death for heaven sake and hope to be that angel that God has been waiting for

even though i have rested in peace. . . Still Tomorrow i choose not to die